New playground

Dad got a hold of Grandma's camera the other day and downloaded a bunch of pictures from our time together these past two months. The next few blog posts will be sharing some of those.

Today's installment features a park that Grandma and I really like over in Wheat Ridge (about 12 minutes away from our house). It was so exciting that Grandma made Dad drive us back over there recently just to get pictures of me playing (since she didn't have her camera with us the first couple times we visited).

 Every Good Boy Does Fine.*

Little bells chimed when I pressed each lever. I was fascinated. 

 Making lemonade out of wood chips.

*My readers that took piano lessons will get it!